Tuesday, June 16, 2009

I love working outside and I'm one of the hardest working smart ass motherfuckers the golf course has ever seen. I love the fact that even though I'm an "adult" and "responsible with power tools" it still amuses me that people trust me enough with tools that I could easily "trip" and "disembowel assholes I don't like" and have said these things verbatim to my bosses that they think I'm joking and still allow me to go out and do whatever. I love my second job, more smart ass comments and it's only the people from work that actually WORK and that the arborist likes. It's pretty much the golf course version 2.0 with more money which is awesome because when most of your money goes to cigarettes, dip(none of that poor people Griz shit for me) or rent more money is better. Obviously. The third job at the pet store that I start Sunday morning (after getting off work from the golf course which I will get some time off one of these months I swear) is kind of iffy. I might be a lot of things but I'm really not sure if customer service is going to be my forte. Oh I see your bringing back a dead fish, well that's fucking awesome throw that in the trash and I'll get you a new one. I can see it all ready. I will keep this updated on my (mis)adventures of trying to deal with people on a day to day basis. Somehow I can see my alcohol consumption going up exponentially having to deal with people.